The Perfect Valentine's Gift

Part 2 – Be Careful What You Ask For…

Ryan pulled into the parking lot with thirty minutes to spare before their dinner reservations, so they decided to have a drink in the bar while they waited for their table. Megan studied the couples around them, observing the diversity in ages and appearances, but they were all there for one thing and that was to celebrate Valentines Day.

Megan turned her attention towards the man she was with. How did she get so lucky? Ryan was the man that every woman wanted, the man that every woman dreamed of. He was the man that every other man dreaded, at least if Ryan had set his sights on his girl. Ryan was intelligent, funny, and more sensitive than he cared to admit. It didn't hurt that he was good looking. It really didn't hurt that the man was one hell of a fuck and seemingly knew of a thousand ways to bring his lover pleasure. He knew even more ways to bring her pain, but that was another subject.

Finally their table was ready and they moved to the dining room. It didn't escape Ryan's attention that even on this day, Megan turned men's heads as they made their way through the dining room, following the Hostess. He always found it amusing that she never noticed this, but always noticed the women who stared after him. He found it even more amusing that she was turned on by other women's attentions to him.

They sat down and studied the menu. Megan, not really hungry, asked Ryan to order for her. After the waiter departed, Ryan pulled out two small perfectly wrapped gifts and laid them on the table. Megan grinned and followed suit, reaching into her purse and placing her own gift for him on the table. They both loved buying gifts and did frequently. She was practically bouncing and he laughed at her enthusiasm.

"Go ahead, baby. Open your gifts."

Ryan handed her the smaller of the two boxes.

She removed the wrapping paper neatly and opened the small jewelers box and gasped at the large three stone diamond necklace. She looked at him with tears in her eyes, smiling softly.

" Past, present and future ," she whispered as she gently removed the necklace from its resting place.

Ryan smiled, warmed in her delight. He rose from his seat and moving behind her, he took the necklace from her hand and fastened it around her neck. He kissed her temple and whispered, " I love you, babygirl " against her ear.

He returned to his seat and pushed the other gift towards her.

"Now go ahead, open the other one."

Megan couldn't help but notice his eyes darkened as he handed her the other gift.

She removed the wrapping paper slowly and opened the beautiful leather box. She lifted a collar from the box, but it was not an ordinary collar. This one had a small box attached to it.

Megan looked at Ryan curiously. He smiled and to demonstrate wrapped the collar around her wrist. She placed her hand in her lap out of view of the other diners. Ryan reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small remote control device. He clicked on it. She tried not to gasp too loudly as the electricity shot through her arm.

It was a shock collar.

Oh, God. He had found yet another way. She knew the possibilities were endless.

Ryan nodded, and Megan removed the collar from her wrist and quickly replaced it in the box. He took it and placed it back in his pocket.

"I think, baby, this will work wonders with your training, don't you?"

He smirked as she swallowed, her face paling at the thought.

Megan recovered and handed Ryan his gift from her. He opened it, keeping his eyes on her. She withered slightly under his stare, and felt the wetness growing between her thighs. She blushed thinking of the wet spot she would leave on the velvet chair.

She had given him a pocket watch. It wasn't just any pocket watch though. It had belonged to her grandfather and he had given it to her just before his death. Ryan was genuinely touched, knowing what this watch meant to her.

"I don't know what to say baby. I love you for this and I will take good care of it. Who knows, maybe someday our daughter will give it to her Master," he said with a wink.

Megan practically giggled at his words. At that moment, she had never felt such love in her life. He took her hands in his and they talked of their future until dinner arrived.

They ate and talked and laughed just like the couples around them, even if they weren't. This had been a perfect Valentines Day so far.

After dinner, they left the restaurant, still chatting. They got in the black SUV and he pulled around behind the building rather than out onto the highway.

"What are you doing, Ryan? Where are we going?"

Megan wasn't afraid. She knew Ryan would never harm her that way. She was, however, anxious and curious. A sinister cloud started to envelop the night and Ryan now had an evil look in his eye that she hadn't seen for quite a while.

He practically pulled her out of the seat and opened the back door. Ryan handled her roughly, but she sensed this was intentional. Ryan never did anything in his handling of her by accident.

First, he removed the new diamond necklace and carefully replaced it in its jewelers box and tossed it in the glove compartment. Ryan then placed the shock collar on her neck in its place.

"This is the collar you will wear the rest of the weekend, well, at the very least," he said with a sly grin and wink. Ryan then fastened a leash to her collar.

Ryan handed her ankle cuffs and instructed her to put them on. She complied and he kicked her legs apart. He then fastened a spreader bar to the ankle cuffs and cuffed her wrists at the small of her back. He pushed her towards the back seat, guiding her by pressing her cuffed wrists into the small of her back. Ryan picked her up and laid her across the back seat and fastened her leash to the clothing hook by the window before belting her safely into back seat.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot. A slut like you wouldn't want to ride all that way without at least one hole filled, would you?"

Ryan grinned and pushed her dress up over her ass, exposing her. He went to the other side and opened the door and held out a plug.

"Open your mouth, baby, if you want any lube."

Megan opened her mouth wide and tried to make some spit to lube the anal plug. He laughed and slipped a penis gag into her mouth and fastened it around her head.

"There you go, suck on that. I bet you can get some spit going. I've never seen a whore who drools so much when she sucks."

Ryan slammed the door shut and moved around to the other side. He rubbed his hand over her exposed flesh and pushed two fingers roughly into her cunt.

"I knew you were wet. I could smell your heat. Now look at that, you're getting the seat all wet. When we get there, slut, you will lick that seat clean."

He smacked her ass, hard. His handprint began to glow red almost immediately.

"Lift that ass up, slut. You know you want it filled."

Megan whimpered and arched her ass upwards. Her cunt was throbbing and her ass was needy. Ryan positioned the plug at her brown bud. He smacked the plug with the flat of his hand.

She screamed around the gag from the pain.

"Good thing I gagged you. It's going to be a long trip with two holes stuffed, though. Maybe I should stuff your filthy little whore cunt, too. Would my little slut like that?"

Ryan chuckled at her whimpers and worked the plug the rest of the way in. Her ass was well trained and it quickly opened up to accept the plug. Ryan got in the front and looked back at the bound figure on the backseat, plugged ass exposed for any truck driver who came by.

"Comfortable, sweetheart?"

Ryan chuckled and pulled out onto the highway for the two-hour trip to the cabin.

"You know, babygirl, I bet there's going to be a few truck drivers who get an eyeful of that sweet ass. You know if they ask me real nice, I might just pull over and let them use you. Would you like that? Have me pull over and stand watch while a total stranger used you however he wanted. Let him turn you into his personal fuckmeat for a while? Whatever it is he wanted to do. Let him rape your mouth. Hey, he might have a buddy with him that could fuck your ass while you sucked the others cock. You'd like that wouldn't you, girl? To be a cum bucket for strangers? The trip will take longer but it will be so much more fun, don't you think?"

Megan whimpered and moaned as Ryan talked, her honey running like a river between her thighs. She could feel the material under her as it became soaked, and she was at the edge or orgasm time and time again.

Ryan knew without a doubt if he pulled over and ordered her to suck a truck driver's cock, she would do it no matter how disgusted she was.

She was His submissive, His slut. He never let her forget that, nor did she want to.